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My Uterus 8

Chapter 8 

Chapter 8 

Meanwhile, up in the Midwest, I was walking down the aisle in this gorgeous dress. 

My new husband, Bryce Holden, gently took my hand. With all our guests watching, we promised each other a lifetime together. 

After six years with Garrett, he always thought I was just some poor, helpless orphan girl from the mountains. 

He had no idea that I’d found my birth parents the year after we got our marriage license. 

The Sullivans basically owned an entire industry. 

All these years, if my parents hadn’t been secretly supporting and protecting Steele Corporation, all those dark forces Garrett had issed off would’ve eaten him alive long ago. 

hat day when I got dragged into that room, I immediately activated the rescue signal embedded under my skin. 

Bryce’s people came for me. He carried me onto a helicopter while his team quickly dealt with all the homeless men, leaving just one live to prove I had “died in despair.” Finally, they left behind a corpse that looked ninety percent like me. 

thought after my “escape from death,” I’d never see Garrett Steele again in this lifetime. 

ut I never expected to walk out of the dressing room and find him sitting casually on the couch. 

took a suspicious step back, my eyes full of wariness. 

My look stabbed Garrett right in the heart, but the joy of seeing me alive quickly covered up the pain. 

Your pinky got messed up when you saved me. Never healed right.” 

Maya, you can’t fool me. Let’s go home. This wedding crap? I know you’re just messing with me. It’s cool.” 

laughed at how sure he sounded. 

Aren’t you disgusted?” 

le froze. 

After all the sick shit you pulled, what makes you think a couple of half-assed apologies will make me forgive you?” 

fis calm facade started cracking. 

Garrett, the wedding is real. Me not loving you anymore? That’s real too.” 

fis face twitched hard. He couldn’t keep it together anymore and stepped forward. 

Before his hand could even touch me, a throwing knife forced him back. 

Bryce walked in from outside, a bunch of bodyguards flooding in behind him. 

Trying to steal my wife on my turf, Garrett? Making you go bankrupt was too easy on you.” 

To get revenge for me, Bryce only needed two months to completely destroy Steele Corporation. 

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Without the Sullivan family backing him up, the bank called in loans, funding dried up, fake books and tax evasion all got exposed. 

Steele Corporation was now an empty shell, waiting to be auctioned off. 

But Garrett didn’t give a shit about any of that. His bloodshot eyes were locked on me. 

Next second, he suddenly smiled and pulled out a knife, stabbing it into his chest. 

“Maya, I know you’re pissed. That’s fine, you can take it out on me. Is one stab enough? If not, I can do it again.” 

Same old trick. 

But in his confident gaze, he didn’t get the sympathy he was expecting this time. 

In our stare-down, my coldness killed his last bit of hope. Garrett finally realized this wasn’t a game. 

His smile slowly turned to stone. His shaking hand reached out, but I stepped back in disgust. “Get this trash out of here. He’s ruining my wedding day.” 

Garrett’s pupils shrank hard. Blood dripped all the way out, but I didn’t even look back once. 

Garrett huddled by the hotel entrance, staring at the giant city screen across the street-me and Bryce, surrounded by everyone’s cheers and blessings, laughing as we got into the wedding car and drove away. 

Suddenly, he remembered six years ago on Wolf Mountain-when he was dying, a light woke him up. 

Hey, I’ll carry you out of here, but you can’t die on me, okay?” 

le reached out with trembling fingers, but couldn’t grab onto any light anymore. 

Yeah, that’s right. He’d thrown away his light with his own hands. 

wo weeks later, my phone buzzed with a trending news alert. 

ome guy had walked into the Wolf Mountain restricted zone. By the time they found him, his body was completely dried out. 

scrolled past it without thinking twice. 

he past is dead. My future? Fresh start, baby. 

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